WILD WATER WHIRLS

A dark and sombre, stormy day.
I wrote some letters to friends.
No wonder I slept after lunch, and dreamt heavy dreams.
Our walk did not went very far. It was not cold, but I would call it not pleasant.
I saw the wind blowing at the surface of the water, the whirls were exiting, I have given them a little colour to enhance their patterns.
My entry for the Wild Wednesday Challenge, huge thanks to Cailleach for hosting this challenge.